“You are my wine, my joy, My garden, my springtime, My slumber, my repose, Without you, I can't cope.” — Rumi Copy Share Image
To happy convents, bosomed deep in vines, Where slumber abbots, purple as their wines. — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
“You never know how much you truly appreciate sleep until it’s snatched away from you.” — Khloe Beutler Copy Share Image
Yes, because a vampire slumber party is the pinnacle of safety conscious behavior. — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
The fire which seems extinguished often slumbers beneath the ashes. — Pierre Corneille Copy Share Image
Deep in every heart slumbers a dream and the couturier knows it: every woman is a princess — Christian Dior Copy Share Image
wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth. — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
Sometime I’ll lay down my wrath, As I lay my body down Between the ache of breath and breath, Golden slumber in… — Allen Ginsberg Copy Share Image
“Day and Night The night is long: do not shorten it by sleep. The day is fair: do not darken it with… — Idries Shah Copy Share Image
Every girls' night needs a funny movie and a good conversation about guys! My friends and I also love picking outfits out… — Jennette McCurdy Copy Share Image
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died. If I never loved I never would have cried...I am a rock. — Paul Simon Copy Share Image
Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number- Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Hush! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed! Heavenly blessing without number Gently falling on thy head. — Isaac Watts Copy Share Image
It was the forty-fathom slumber that clears the soul and eye and heart, and sends you to breakfast ravening. — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
“Our dream is parallel to the reality Slumber's one platform for perpendicularity But it always went contrary to the plan taken Waking… — Joshua Natad Copy Share Image
Chance will not do the work. Chance sends the breeze; But if the pilot slumber at the helm, The very wind that… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
If you knew yourself for even one moment, if you could just glimpse your most beautiful face, maybe you wouldn’t slumber so… — Rumi Copy Share Image
We are born for a higher destiny than that of earth; there is a realm where the rainbow never fades, where the… — Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton Copy Share Image
How dreadful it is, to emerge from the oblivion of slumber, and to receive as a good morrow the mute wailing of… — Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Copy Share Image
Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
In death - no! even in the grave all is not lost. Else there is no immortality for man. Arousing from the… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“Might there come a time When we stand over a grave And mourn ourselves? Mourn the past, a previous life? Shall we… — Samantha Young Copy Share Image
Obviously, I don't want to minimize the patriarchal nature of our media, our government and our culture as a whole. But I… — Marianne Williamson Copy Share Image
“Feeling a bit lazy, are we? No worries, it's just your brain telling you it's time for a power nap! Embrace the… — Life is Positive Copy Share Image
In the depths of every heart, there is a tomb and a dungeon, though the lights, the music, and revelry above may… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
To the garden of the world anew descending, Potent mates, daughters, sons, preluding, The love, the life of their bodies, meaning and… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
The fields are snowbound no longer; There are little blue lakes and flags of tenderest green. The snow has been caught up… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
When our people were fed out of the common store, and laboured jointly together, glad was he could slip from his labour,… — John Smith Copy Share Image
“I should bring you home,' he murmured, but he didn't move to drag me to my feet. Instead, I felt a slight… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
A lang, lang time ago…” MacPhee began, ignoring St.Vincent’s low groan, “there was a bonnie maid called Malvina. She was the betrothed… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
This was the shocking thing; that the slime of the pit seemed to utter cries and voices; that the amorphous dust gesticulated… — Robert Louis Stevenson Copy Share Image
